Before you can get your arms back around or up and over your head you feel the dress being pulled into place and see your mother smoothing out the hem.
"There maybe that will teach you a thing or two about lying." You glare but decide it's better not to say anything.
"Now come on back to class with you."
You get up and between the diaper and the arms being locked away you are very slow and unsteady getting back to the table, staggering like a pre-schooler who has just learnt to walk.
Once there your mother pulls out your chair to let you to sit down and pushes you back under as well. Of course without hands you can't do any writing so instead you are.
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